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She paused and her body tensed, her pussy gripping me in a vise grip, the wettest, strongest fist imaginable, and then she came all around me, leaking and pulsing as pleasure flowed out of her. “Oh. My. Fucking. God.”
Those last words squeezed the life out of me, and my cock thickened before it spilled deep inside her, splashing against her walls while she trembled with aftershocks and small fluttering pulses. Completely spent, I collapsed on her back.
She laughed. “That was even hotter than I imagined.”
Her words knocked me for a fucking loop, and I groaned. “You imagined this?”
She nodded, her cheek pressed against the kitchen table. “Oh yeah. This morning in the bathtub. After lunch in my room. While you showered upstairs,” she admitted around a shiver.
My cock was getting hard all over again and I pulled back and tossed her over my shoulder, determined to spread her out over my bed and fuck her until she begged me to stop. I made it a few steps before she sank her teeth into the muscle of my ass.
I flipped Peyton onto the sofa and spent the next few hours getting lost in her body. I took her every way imaginable, fucking her fast and hard, long and slow, deep and intense, spilling deep to mark her as mine.
Hours later, we finally managed to sit down for dinner, and it was almost as delicious as the woman who’d made it.
Almost.
Chapter 8
Peyton
I woke up in Diesel’s bed with his big body right beside me, emitting so much heat it was impossible to avoid the thin sheen of sweat that coated both of us. I snuggled closer, hungry for more of this man. I liked sex as much as the next woman, but he turned me into a fiend, willing to do just about anything to have another taste of him.
I licked my lips and looked up, watching him as he slept peacefully, the longing in my chest shocking me with its intensity. I wanted this man, and it wasn’t just because of the mind-numbing orgasms he gave me all night long.
Rocky had a rugged sort of beauty that was all sharp points and jagged lines, but asleep he was calm and peaceful, almost boyishly handsome. I couldn’t resist pressing my lips to his burning hot flesh. His shoulder. His pecs. Abs. Hip bones. His skin was warm to the touch, every muscle hard as my lips made contact. I gripped his cock in my hand, squeezing gently and then a little less gentle, smiling to myself as I stroked him in his sleep.
I always wanted to wake a gorgeous man up with a blowjob, but I’d never had the opportunity before, which was actually perfect because I wanted to give this to Rocky. I took him deeper and deeper, enjoying the feel of silky flesh and rock-hard erection against my tongue and lips, the depths of my throat.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned when he woke up, hips pumping of their own volition as his fingers tangled in my hair. “Peyton, ah, fuck, babe.”
I smiled around him and took him even deeper, giving the wettest, most sensual blowjob of my life. I looked up and watched him receive the pleasure I gave him, and it was such a sight that I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His powerful jaw was clenched, his nostrils flared as his hips moved, faster and faster, hurtling towards the orgasm that was just out of reach. I moaned loudly and took Rocky even deeper, an answering pulse clenched between my thighs when he tossed his head back.
“Peyton,” he grunted, and gripped my hair a little harder as he pumped in long, slow strokes, his cock heavy and hard on my tongue. “Ah, fuck,” he growled, hips moving faster and faster until he stilled.
A warm splash of liquid hit the back of my throat, surprising a choke out of me. I swallowed stream after stream until he was completely and totally spent. His big body went limp and sated, a slow smile spreading from one corner of his mouth to the other.
“Fuck.” That one word held such a wealth of emotion, and I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped.
“You know, you really have a beautiful cock, Rocky,” I said, as I slipped away from him with a wet pop.
He chuckled. “Beautiful?” He was skeptical, but I simply nodded.
“Yeah, beautiful. It’s long and just thick enough to arouse without being scary. The head is nice and bulbous, and it’s just…perfectly formed.”
He burst out laughing, tugging me up towards him with the fingers in my hair, and he gripped my hip tightly as he maneuvered my body to drape over his chest. “You think I have a pretty cock?”
His grin was contagious, he was smiling up at me as if he thought I was the cutest thing, and I couldn’t help but smile back. “Prettiest I’ve ever seen.”
“Is that why you had it for breakfast?”
I snorted and dropped my head to rest at the crook of his neck. “Always did love a good sausage in the morning.”
He laughed again, his arms tightening around me, before I felt his hand slide down over my ass to reach my core.
Two thick fingers slipped between my thighs, sliding back and forth through wet folds. The sensation was so fantastic my head fell back and my legs parted.
“So goddamn wet,” he rumbled, which only made me wetter.
